If I hadn't been so impulsive back then, I wouldn't have let myself be so passive and make my uncle so miserable!

The longer it dragged on, the more she didn't know how to talk about it!

She admits that she is a coward, too afraid of losing the one she has now.

She was afraid of returning to the hopeless days of the past, and she was even more afraid that Yue Feiyang would be indifferent to her.

What to do? What the hell is she going to do?

Confess? Do you sue him all?

Will he be able to accept it? Is this vinegar jar acceptable?

Or do you impulsively fight with Yue Feimo for life and death?

As far as Yue Feiyang's temperament is concerned, there is really such a possibility!

Huh~~ Uncle, what should I do?

There are stars outside, she breathes the breath of the person she loves the most, but she doesn't feel the warmth, even in his arms, she feels cold!

At five o'clock in the morning, the sky was bright, and Su Yi'an dressed up and went downstairs.

Instead of watching her uncle torture herself like this, it is better to let him be happy, she can be regarded as following her promise and not deceiving!

If you want to get his understanding, you must always have some sincerity.

Su Yi'an decided to make him a love breakfast, tell him about it when he was in a good mood, and if it didn't work, he would use the beauty trick again.

She can't stand this kind of inner torment anymore, since she met Yue Feimo, she is not steady, weak-hearted, and worried, especially every time she faces Yue Feiyang, she will be very nervous and stiff.

Better a finger off than always aching! Don't worry about it anymore and try to get his understanding!

Cooking is simply a torture for Su Yi'an!

With the experience of the last time, Su Yi'an tried and tried again after doing a good job.

Over the years, she has been raised the most, and she has eaten a lot of delicacies, and it is difficult for her to capture her stomach.

As for the porridge she made herself, it was really hard to swallow!

When Yue Fei raised it, his head was still dizzy, and he habitually touched the position beside him. I was shocked, how could it be empty?

When I opened my eyes, there was no one in the room and no sound in the bathroom.

"Wife, wife......"

The room was empty, and no one answered!

Yue Feiyang rolled over and sat up, what happened last night flashed through his mind, and he hammered his head in annoyance,

"What a bastard, how could you be willing to hurt her?"

He put on his dressing gown and went downstairs, it was not yet 9 o'clock, and his little wife usually slept in his arms at this time.

What will she do now?

As soon as he opened the door, he smelled a scorched smell, Yue Feiyang frowned, could it be......

He thought of a possibility and strode downstairs, and as soon as he got down the stairs he heard the screams of his little wife, and then the sound of a spatula falling to the ground.

He strode in, and saw his little wife looking at the frying pan that had lit the fire at a loss, and was trying to reach for the stove switch, but failed several times.

"Wife ......"

Yue Feiyang didn't think about it, he hugged his little wife's waist and directly copied her up and put her in a safe place, reached out to turn off the fire, and took the lid of the pot and covered it. After doing this series of actions, he came over and hugged Su Yi'an. Holding her tightly, as if holding a peerless treasure, his tone was fierce and terrifying. Almost with a roar.

"Su Yi'an, are you stupid? How to do such a dangerous thing? Why do such a dangerous thing? ”